The other night about 3 a.m. I let Charlie out and he wouldn’t come back in. So I went outside and saw him in a stand-off with a big hissing possum.
They were wedged behind big pots against the fence.
If I hadn’t had both hands there is no way I could have leaned over the pots onto the fence for balance with one hand. And managed to scoop Charlie up and away from the possum with the other.
I thought: Now what if I’d had the finger surgeries (which was scheduled for tomorrow) and only had one hand to deal with this dilemma? The possum and Charlie were about 18 inches apart and the possum was hissing at us both.
Constantly Honking Car Horn:
This past holiday weekend was no fun at all. I love staying home. But not when a car in this complex has it’s car horn go off and on for days on end. And no one does a thing about it.
And I hated to get out and drive somewhere because of the PGA Tournament right around the corner.
Of course I called management, which is a pretty much worthless endeavor. She said she “talked” to the woman last week after I first called. But the woman said she wouldn’t be able to take the car in until after the weekend.
So the manager (an anti-vaxxer who refused to wear a mask during COVID-19 though I asked her to wear it when I was in there) went off on her holiday weekend knowing we’d be stuck with that damn horn going on and off.
All You Can Do With Slum Lords Is Move Away:
I was livid when I talked to the manager again yesterday. Later in the day I called her again. And she said “Oh, I just haven’t been able to reach her.”
Well of course not. She’s not going to answer your calls when she doesn’t want to do anything about her car.
How about towing it? How about thinking of all the other residents trapped inside with that car horn blaring off and on constantly?
The maintenance man said he told the woman with the car to disable the battery, but she refused to do it.
So I told the manager the next time it went off I was calling the police. I’d lodge a complaint that management refused to do anything.
And I told her I hoped they gave her some sort of ticket for letting us having to endure it without responding to calls for 4 days. She hung up.
Medrol Pack For Arthritis:
I began a Medrol pack yesterday and it has really helped my arthritis. After just 4 pills I could tell quite a difference. For the first time in months my fingers weren’t throbbing in pain 24/7.
I hate to take steroids. But you have to have your hands and fingers to do things. Especially if you live alone and have pets that need you as Charlie needs me.
You do what you have to do.
Younger daughter Kasi has had to be on Medrol Dosepaks on and off for a year due to inflammation building in her body.
So as I was feeling better I thought I’d write a post to let you know how things are going around here. And of course show photos of the pet babies.
Ivy & The Toilet Paper:
In Ivy news, I had just put a new toilet paper roll on and left to take Charlie to his acupuncture appointment. I wasn’t gone more than probably 5 minutes
When I got back Ivy had managed to unroll the entire new toilet paper roll in layers across the bathroom floor.
I found her in a kitchen chair looking so innocent. That girl is super sneaky.
New Arthritis Gloves:
In other news, I ordered arthritis gloves and they feel so good when I put them on.
They were delivered yesterday. I have small hands, so I ordered the small size and my hands feel very protected inside these gloves.
The neuropathy cream won’t get here until Friday. I’m trying everything I can find that might help. How I’d move anywhere in this shape I don’t know. But getting out of this dreadful place and into a small house sounds heavenly.